OK, guys, what is going on here? Changing's gone, Tutti's having coniption fits, MomMom's singing the skeeter blues. The combination of being around the 60 day mark and the change in weather seems to have hit us all.
What I'm fighting right now is getting too cocky (story of my life, that. Check out my screen name, for example). Like MomMom, I'm thinking I got this licked now, I can just have one to shut the monkey up for a few minutes.
Yeah, right. I am in many ways a good guy, but I'm also an addict. I can't ever let myself forget that. I am an addict and I can't ever have another cigarette. Or cigar. Or pipe. Delivery system is different, but what it's delivering is the same: Death.
Sorry if I'm a little cranky, but the demon woke me up early.
Tutti, hope you made it past the Crappy Crave last night.
MomMom, on the bright side, at least you're on a road trip!
Legend
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B] 2/25/2007
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 56
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 338
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $70
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 9 [B]Hrs:[/B] 9 [B]Mins:[/B] 4 [B]Seconds:[/B] 32
